Sharing a bedroom with two boys gets very messy most days. Every morning, each surface becomes mysteriously filled with a crazy amount of items that were, the night before, in their rightful place.
I really couldn’t understand this phenomenon until I snuck in to watch a full body contact tousle between the lads. It was a no holds barred affair, Kingsley holding his own with a still sleepy Erroll, body-slamming him from a great height.
You see, the child has learned to strike when his Babaa is still asleep, even bringing weapons of destruction into the carnage (like his mini sun chair, ha ha). Go son!